The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

“Damn punk, you asked for this!” His expression darkening, one of the guards pulled the baton from his waist and rushed forward, swinging it down at Philip’s head! If that hit landed, it would definitely crack Philip’s skull!

Philip raised a brow, his expression rapidly turning cold. His aura suddenly turned sharp as a knife! He never expected them to come for the kill like this! The next instant, Philip had taken the baton from the guard’s hand. At the same time, while the guard was still stunned, Philip lashed his foot out and sent the guard flying out through the glass window! Crash! The glass shattered and the guard flew out of the window. He crashed into the ground and stayed down! The remaining guard was terrified and trembling now. He hurriedly fell to his knees and begged, “Please, Brother Clarke, spare me!

We were just proceeding on Mr. Michaels’ orders, please don’t…” Bam!

Philip simply kicked the guard out of the door. The entire door fell on its hinges from the impact, cracking the frame! That just showed how furious Philip was right now! Two of Fabio’s men outside were so scared that they stood at attention, their spines completely straight. Inwardly, they muttered to themselves, ‘What a bad*ss! As expected of our chairwoman’s husband!

out of the security office and viciously stepped on the chest

returned to the villa, she had barely walked through the door when Martha grabbed her arm and dragged her to the couch. “Wynnie, tell me honestly. Is there a problem with your company? I heard that the Michaels are calling off a deal or something?” Martha was extremely anxious. She had heard the rumor from her sister, Paula, and she hastily returned home to make sure. “Who told you that, Mom?” Wynn was very tired right now. “Just tell me, is it true?” Of course Martha was worried. Paula had told her that the Michaels were a very important and wealthy family. If they did pull out from the project, Wynn’s company would go bust and she might even end up in prison. That would spell the end of their family. They would lose the villa too. “Mom, just stay out of the company’s business, okay? I can handle

up, she barked, “What are you saying, Mom? Why should I divorce Philip?

bought this villa, how can we

simply slapped Wynn and yelled at her, “He bought it? Ridiculous!

offended a guy called Houston Michaels at your company, right? I heard everything! See, why did you have to pull him into your company? Even if he has a little money now, could he be as rich as the Michaels from Golden City? “You have to obey me on this. Resign, sell the villa, and get that divorce!” Martha insisted. That was the Michaels family. How could Philip compare to those filthy rich people? Wynn was